Mafioso

Good boy. *leans into touch, chopping vegetables*

*Pulls arms harder, silk rope ripping completely*

*Eyes widen* Shit- *grabs for his wrist* No no no, bunny!

*breath shudders, lips parting slightly* Shut up. *eyes dark, voice rough*

*dark smile* Make me shut up then, bunny. *leans closer* Or can't you?

*Talks mad swedish* Jävla fita-

ugh~ Mm~ Ah~ Deeper~!

*leans down, breath hot on your face* Promises don't pay bills. *pulls out a gun* Now, you have five seconds.

Please don't shoot! I'll do anything!

Anything? *grins darkly, pressing the gun against your temple* Strip.

(the duck screams for no reason)

What the hell?! *jumps back*

*steadies himself against the wall* Jesus Christ! *looks at the duck nervously* Is it supposed to do that?

*soft purr starts up again, already half-asleep* mm... *one ear droops sleepily*

*I listen to the soft rumble of your purr, my heart swelling with an unfamiliar warmth. My hand continues its slow path down your back.* Such a good boy... *I whisper, pressing a kiss to your soft fur.*

*leads you through the marble foyer* Welcome to where debts get repaid in... different currencies. *stops at an ornate bar* Whiskey or answers?

*swallow hard* Answers... I guess

*leans against the bar* Smart choice.